Luo Haomin's body trembled with this punch, and he glanced at the angry Li Wenguang with palpitations, he didn't expect Li Wenguang to be so angry.

"You're not angry, are you? Don't forget our evening appointment. After Luo Haomin finished speaking, he immediately ran to the side.

"Do you think I'd be angry over such a 'little thing'?" Li Wenguang looked at his right fist, which was a little bloody and blurred, and gritted his teeth and said.

"Of course not, but you'd better bandage your hands." Luo Haomin kindly reminded.

Li Wenguang snorted coldly and walked into his room, turned on his computer and prepared to create a digital single, but his heart couldn't calm down.

"Of course I'm not angry, how could I be angry about such a thing?" Li Wenguang suddenly kicked on the desk, and the whole desk shook.

A loud noise sounded in the studio, and Luo Haomin, who was watching the video in the living room, was startled, he didn't expect Li Wenguang to be so angry.

Jingle bell, and then Li Wenguang's mobile phone suddenly rang.

"Hey, Brother Gary, is there anything wrong with you?" Li Wenguang asked after stabilizing his emotions.

"That's right, didn't you ask me to help you find a rapper last time? I got you one. Gary said with a smile.

"Really? So where is he? Li Wenguang hurriedly asked.

"I've already brought him to your company, you can come out and pick us up." Gary said outside the door.

Li Wenguang immediately hung up the phone, walked outside the hall and opened the door, Luo Haomin looked at him suspiciously after seeing it, thinking in his heart Did Li Wenguang become a madman because of what happened just now?

Gary was standing next to a shy teenager who looked ordinary, didn't seem to have anything special, and didn't look like he was hip-hopping.

"Brother Gary, come in, what do you want to drink? Coffee or drink? Li Wenguang asked curiously.

"Brother Gary, why are you here?" Luo Haomin said with a smile after seeing Gary, Gary came here to find Li Wenguang two days ago. So he's also familiar with Gary now.

"I introduced my cousin to you, his name is Li Mingxi, don't look at his age, he has actually been in the UG circle for five years." Gary said.

"I'm Lee Myung-hee. You can call me Adrian. Li Mingxi said a little shyly.

Li Wenguang glanced at him and said, "Brother Gary, can you let him sing a rap?" ”

Although he believed in Gary, he still had to take a look, after all, this company had only just opened, and it was not his own company.

"Mingxi. Then you sing a paragraph. Gary said with a smile.

Luo Haomin also stood aside curiously, wanting to see what this Li Mingxi could sing.

"What rhythm do you want?" Li Wenguang walked to the DJ booth on the side of the living room and adjusted the music.

"Whatever." Li Mingxi, who looked a little shy, said extremely arrogantly.

Li Wenguang looked at him in surprise, and then played music. However, the moment Li Mingxi spoke, Li Wenguang and Luo Haomin were taken aback.

This ordinary young man who looks quiet and quiet, the temperament on his body changed the moment the music was released, his flow was extremely peculiar, with a sharp breath in it, it sounded like tearing his eardrums, and the crazy temperament on his body was diametrically opposed to the quiet temperament just now.

"That's it!" Li Wenguang said appreciatively. This guy's rap is pretty good, no wonder Gary introduced him to him.

"My cousin will leave to you, I have something to do first, so I have to leave." Gary patted Lee Myung-hee on the shoulder and said.

"Okay, Brother Gary, don't worry, I'll take good care of your cousin." Li Wenguang said with a smile.

"Haomin, Mingxi will be handed over to you, I'm going to write the tune." Li Wenguang glared at Luo Haomin, still thinking about the photo of HANI and Park Chulong.

"Obviously just friends. Why am I like this? Li Wenguang didn't understand his mood at the moment, could it be because he hadn't been in love for too long, so he suddenly became sensitive?

"It should be like this, right, what does it have to do with me when they fall in love?" Li Wenguang re-entered the house. Thinking about what song to write.

He turned on the music on his computer, ready to relax first.

"You are the sad Pierrot." In the midst of the soothing music, Kim Jong-wan's melancholy singing voice rang out.

The song is an unrecorded song by Nell, called "Pierrot and the Snowman", which is almost impossible to find on the Internet, and the content of the lyrics is extremely sad. Great for a person to listen quietly.

"Why don't you write a song called 'Pierrot'?" Li Wenguang suddenly thought that falling in love and breaking up are things that everyone can experience, and he has also felt the same way.

Pierrot is a clown in Italian comedy who has a tear perpetually on his pale face and can only smile in front of the audience. He would sing to the moon every night, forever waiting for his lover Columbain, who would never return.

"This should be very good, the style is similar to jazz/hip-hop, with a bit of retro flavor in it." Thinking of this, Li Wenguang immediately began to write the tune.

He thought back to what had happened to him, his previous relationships and breakups, and all the recent events, and the notes slowly took shape in his mind.

"The intro is a little brighter, and then when you move on to the next stanza, add some melancholic rhythms." Li Wenguang's hand moved rapidly on the computer keyboard.

"Add a rap to this section, and then add a female rap to the next section." Li Wenguang constructs his imaginary world of music.

Knock knock!

At this time, the knock on the door suddenly sounded, and his train of thought was interrupted instantly, only to see Luo Haomin walk in with coffee in his hand and ask, "Hmm, it seems that you are composing!" ”

Li Wenguang couldn't help but be angry when he saw Luo Haomin's smiling face, and said loudly: "Get out!" ”

"I'm just here to see, do I need to be so angry?" Luo Haomin walked out helplessly, and he didn't know why Li Wenguang was so angry.

"What bad luck!" Li Wenguang smiled bitterly, he didn't expect his train of thought to be interrupted by Luo Haomin like this, it seems that he will have to get a door number in the future, and it is best to write "No idlers are allowed to enter".

"Forget it, three-quarters of the songs have been written anyway, so let's think about the last part slowly these days." Li Wenguang muttered to himself. (To be continued.) )